In the Catholic Schools of the West All students are put to a test Their head must go South With an open mouth To measure who comes off the best A priest is never too fickle An Adam's Apple to tickle No need to repent Its all Heaven-sent The meek love sucking a pickle Virile men should become a priest So many are needed back East Beneath every frock Likes a ticking clock Hungry mouths in need of a feast The Bible predicts that a beast Will plunder the Great and the Least So you can do more To even the score When you serve this world as a priest!